Summary: Dialogue prompt: "You were always the most dangerous thing here."
Characters: Janeway, Chakotay
Disclaimer: Characters are Paramount's. No infringement intended.
The sky lit up in flames behind her. She stalked toward him as if in slow-motion, the skirt of her dress peeling away from her lean thighs. Fire glinted off her pale golden skin and turned her hair into a corona.
He had never seen anything so beautiful.
He had never been so aroused.
She curled one corner of her lips as she stopped in front of him, hand on one hip.
“I guess you were right about trying to land on this rock, Chakotay. It was too dangerous.”
“Kathryn,” he managed, “you were always the most dangerous thing here.”